I was overwhelmed with nervousness as I stood outside his door with my palms sweating.
Okay, Ethan. Here goes nothing.
Knocking lightly, I drew a deep breath in.
The door opened sooner than I'd expected.
“Well, if it isn't Fireman,” he snorted. “Come on in.”
“Of all titles to call me, you choose a Fireman? Oh, here's what's new, you're a jerk! Did you really invite me over here to mock me?”
Gideon smirked, crossing his arms across his chest. “What were you expecting? An applause? You came, that's all that matters.”
“Well, I could go back to my apartment. I don't need to spend the night over.”
He shrugged. “Sure, feel free to do so. But don't pin it on anyone if your lungs turn out damaged by morning. Or you die from suffocation... whatever floats your boat.”
He'd changed into grey
